For years, laundry was the bane of my existence. If there were any house chore that could have been an Achilles’ heel, this one was it.
Fitness. Temple Training. Self-Discipline.
If those three words bring about fear, loathing, or just an overwhelming “UGH” then this post is for YOU. Maybe you’re already working on running a Hebrews 12 Race and have created daily goals, but fitness and training your temple is the tough spot. Sister, I get it. I KNOW it. I’ve been there. For years I struggled with fear, loathing, and overwhelm in so many areas of my life, (read it here) so I DO GET IT. I hear from a LOT of women who share their hearts with the following reasons fitness is difficult for them so I’m praying the words and tools I give you today help you in this area!
Today was one of those moments when I heard God whisper the blessing of NOTHING in my ear. It was 3:25 p.m. after a long day of teaching. He slowly walked through the door to my classroom crying; this tiny six-year-old boy of mine. He had a long, exhausting day too.
Can I be honest? I was immediately frustrated with his tears. All I wanted to do was to finish my grading so we could make the 30-minute commute home. After all dinner and laundry were still waiting for me as well! I didn’t want to be Mom yet. I was still in the “teacher mode” when he arrived so this was not the situation I was hoping for this late fall afternoon.
I spent years stalking blogs and women who seemed to have it all together with these fabulous systems for cleaning complete with photos of happy children doing chores and whistling like Snow White and her Seven Dwarves! And while watching their perfectly put together lives I realized I was comparing my lack to their abundance. (Thanks, God, for this smackdown. I needed it!)
Sister, I tried everything: those fancy popsicle sticks, sticker charts, bribing allowance, a daily list, a simple to do with each child’s name. You name it, girl, I tried it. And I failed miserably. Every. Single. Time.